Apothecary Shop - Jyin Poisoned

The door to the shop closed behind the departing Alexis and Islana and little brass bell let out a clear solid note with the force of the closure.

Nicolaus' eyes never left the wound he was exposing on Jyin's back near the shoulder. It was shallow as knife wounds went, the small blade that had been used lay in a small tray. The wound itself was red and swollen around the edges and hot to the touch. A thin yellow ooze with a strong odor had replaced the blood flow that had tapered off; black lines had begun to travel away from the wound beneath the skin.

As he turned and began to choose various containers from the surrounding shelves, he addressed the concerned servant standing nearby. "Tolan, bar the rear and hire some burly types who can be trusted on a rotation to watch the front door, I will lock it when you leave. Knock twice and give me the name of the leaves we use to promote coordination (Cylax leaves), If you are under duress, say Thorvin leaves instead."

Nicolaus spread the gathered containers on a nearby worktable and followed Tolan to the door and barred and locked it firmly. He then returned to Jyin's side and laid a palm on his forehead. The man had been feebly conscious when he arrived, but now he was out and breathing shallow and rapidly. He was also shivering yet had a moderate fever.

Nicolaus took the small knife and scraped the residue on the blade into a small container, until he knew what he was dealing with he could do more harm than good. He quickly made up a dozen little vials in a stand and add some residue to each.

"Now Jyin,... let us see what their poison of choice is..."